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JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Operation: Ground the Harpy

Chloe Bridgette Cakebread-Yonaka

Chloe had felt herself dying, her vision beginning to tunnel and blur. Her heart rate had spiked but her pulse was weak. Clammy cold skin. the leather jacket wrapped around her waist had been soaked with blood as it ran down the front and back of her shoulder. Finally, the smile had faded from her face and been replaced with a look of numb confusion.

Ritz looked down at her fading hands before completely vanishing, the Stand aura around Chloe sputtered to life. The british woman sagged against the tree, her hand falling limply away from the wound. It didn't take long at all for the bright red arterial blood to leave her and her life to truly begin ending. Thin white, almost invisible strands of smoke began to emanate off of her. Fuck, she thought. How embarassing. Bugger. I'm sorry, Mom. I'm sorry, Dad. I just want to make you proud.

Someone called her Yonaka and she glanced lazily over to see Tupolev and his Stand. It was a scuttly little robot. Kind of cute, kind of scary looking. Yonaka glanced down and saw the Stand approach, Tupolev giving her a warning.

It stuck a needle in her. It had crawled behind her, wedging itself between the tree and her bare back, where it stuck a needle in her torso. "Whuh...?" She barely felt it, but she certainly felt what came next. Yonaka's skin began to stretch and maneuver itself. The entire area around her shoulder shortened as the flesh knitted itself back together to stop the bleeding on both ends, prioritizing the exit wound first. It was very briefly a horrific pain, and she certainly would have struggled against it for she had no idea why Tupolev was tortung her so. But instead her eyes rolled up into her head, fluttering shut in the process, and she slumped to the side with a huff, falling unconscious against the tree. The thin white lines stopped emanating and her chest rose and fell slowly with breath. She was alive, stable, but inert.

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

DIO

@ZAVAZggg

DIO watched the fellow vampire leave and immediately began to monologue to himself again. "An interesting encounter. What are the chances that I, DIO, were to meet another vampire lord upon my arrival here in the Crossroads?" He smiled, chuckling to himself.

"Of course, I already know the answer. Mere chance had nothing to do with it. I believe in 'gravity.' I know I am but a few short years away from the discovery of the truths of the universe, but first I must escape the Crossroads and eliminate the last remnants of Jonathan's disappointing bloodline." DIO briefly run his hand along the porceclain skin of his left shoulder, underneath his jacket and skin-tight top.

"Night has fallen. I shall leave soon." He picked up the glasses and placed them normally in the sink. After a moment he glanced down and tried the handle of the sink a few times. No running water. "Unfortunate. Internal plumbing is my favorite invention of the new century. That or...perhaps television, though it often lacks the substance or knowledge contained in books. Not to mention the infernal commercials that plague the air ways. Video rentals are hard to come by, aswell. Tomes remain the greatest reserve of human knowledge, thousands of years after man first put quill to paper. Such simple things are eternal, much like I, DIO."

DIO ascended to the roof of his mansion. Passing by his wardrobe, he commanded the doors to open, and they did so. From within he drew a flowing red cape that wrapped around his shoulders and trailed behind his right shoulder. He emerged from the rooftop access and stood, arms crossed, cape fluttering in the dusk breeze and observed the environments. He cut quite the dramatic figure.

"This place fascinates me. If I did not have more important business to attend too back on my Earth, perhaps I would study it further to lean it's secrets. But I am so close to greatness. I must return to Egypt. Thus, I shall collect the required tokens by any means necessary. I doubt the inhabitants are as powerful as someone like Dracula, merely due to the fact they are not eternal beings. Even still, with the power of the ultimate Stand I can defeat anyone foolish enough to challenge I, DIO. Perhaps there are new followers here that I can recruit to my cause, or maybe I can avoid petty conflict and coerce people to give me their tokens without tearing them asunder." DIO considered his thoughts aloud and looked for movement. A directionless search like this had no rush. He had just as much chance to see someone standing on the roof as he did while on the move. Thus he could take all the time he wanted and move with the practiced grace an eternal Lord like himself deserved.

DIO was an impossible to miss figure, striking a menacing pose, a shadow on the skyline of the old blank city, his ancient mansion radiating a kind of alluring evil that drew one into it's sickly sweet maw.

Eltariel

@Lmpkio

Eltariel smirked a little as the odd man seemed to look her up and down. But his words confirmed it- this was the one and the same creature that saved her life. Well, that was an odd way of putting it. He saved her tower, that is. That was the most important part. He sniffed, which was...weird. But who was she to talk? She hadn't had a normal conversation in what felt like a thousand years. Unless she counted Talion and Celebrimbor, but...those two were a certainly odd pair and she handled them extremely poorly.

When he asked who she was, she thought she would oblige. "My name is Eltariel. And no, I'm not human. I'm an elf." Perhaps elves did not exist where he came from. She knew for certain that beings like him did not exist on Middle-Earth, so it was fair guess to make. She pulled down her hoodie a little bit to show off her pointed ears a bit more clearly. Much more angular and sharp than the rounded stumps humans had.

"I suppose, if you are indeed that large creature, I should thank you again. You saved me. I mean...I died," She glanced over her shoulder at her own corpse laying face up in the cold grass. Then she turned to the scale-dressed man and addressed him with a sincere gratitude. "...but that's not really an issue for me. The Silver Tower is what's important. You scared off that vile warlord and his minions. So thank you. Thank you very much. I owe you everything." She concluded.

The Gauntlet

@Randomness alright cool. i wish you the best, you're a great GM from what I can tell. thanks for hosting it!

🌠 Once Upon A Time 🌠(Concluded)

Annabelle Lafeyette

Annie's parent's house

Annie frowned. The officer was adopted too? Did she understand? It seemed like it was over, for now. Detectives Isabella and Gold began to wrap up their investigation and leave. "Okay. Okay, I won't hesitate. Goodbye. Thanks for...coming?" She wasn't really sure what the polite way to bid a pair of officers ado was. She looked over at Doug and then back at the detectives.

She stood up and began to follow them out, not pressuring them but sort of acting as a barrier into the rest of the house that was slowly closing as the two made their way close to the door. She waved one last time and then closed it behind them, locking the door. Annie exhaled a breath she hadn't realised she'd been holding. That was stressful. Hopefully she could put the whole thing behind her. Now it was off to college.

...

Annie went over to the blinds and peeked through the window, watching the detectives in their car. She really didn't want to go out there. She didn't feel safe. Annebelle wanted to be safe, indoors, where no magic wizards could attack her with scary mind blasts, or whatever the hell she thought she saw. Maybe...maybe she'd stay inside, for now. Skip classes for the day. There was no reason to go everyday, and she was doing well enough in the classes should would miss today, right? Annie peeled apart the blinds and scanned the environment outside.

The Gauntlet

well, i hate to say it, @Randomness but i'm going to have to officially drop out. no one else is posting anymore and im trying to cut back on the RP's i'm in.

i had a lot of fun and if it was more active i'd absolutely keep playing. i wish i had answers as to why everyone stopped posting but i really don't, sorry Randomness. the only reason i'm dropping out is because, well, like, everyone else did but they didn't take the time to announce it.

sorry crazy tazer if you're reading this but you haven't posted in a month and one of my characters is basically in limbo now because of that. no hard feelings

like i said i had fun. if this RP gets rebooted i wish you the best Randomness but i won't be able to join. i'm in like...seven roleplays right now that i joined before starting college and now that I'm in college i just don't have as much time as I used too. good luck with your future RPs GM

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

Camp

Dareen had time to fume on her way over, though she was still annoyed at her outfit. But by the time she had arrived at the camp and the sun was setting, her unusually flared temper had settled. Putting some distance between herself and the Black jeweled interloper had helped. SaDiablo. Another one of the Queen's pawns? But he had let them go. Apparently things were always more complicated than they seemed and the others weren't sure what to make of it. But Dareen had been distracted the entire time, and while she thought she might be able to get used to this disguise, she honestly, really couldn't.

And everyone else just had a shitty time, too. Fatima looked totally out of it. Probably had something to do with the effects darker jewels had on her. Dareen wasn't so sure if her having a lighter jewel was a good thing or a bad thing.

But she couldn't spend a minute more in this dress. Dareen vanished inside the cabin and emerged a few minutes later back in her old dusty desert nomad outfit, complete with hood. She had rubbed some of the make up off but she didn't want to waste any water on washing it off. The Pruulish witch had been mostly silent whenever she and the others interacted. She still wasn't entirely sure on where she stood with Faeril or Xandar. But she was here to help. This was, as best as she could tell, her cause now. She was looking for a purpose and she had found it. This dysfuntional little group of misfits. Darkness help her, Dareen thought.

She would ruminate more deeply on her purpose in life later. Right now it was time to relax a little bit. Walking with her learned toughness, no longer having to conceal herself, Dareen was happy to be walking on the grave of Ranina. Still, she had vanished the dress just in case. After all, they spent so much time making it.

So the mercenary stood by the fire, her arms crossed, saber recently summoned and stored on the sheathe at her hip. Though her bow, quiver, shield, and knives were still vanished. After a moment she frowned and extended her palm for a canteen of ale to appear in. She unscrewed the tap and took a swig. It had been a while, and it tasted bad but it made her feel good. Relaxed. She looked to the people who happened to be closest to her- Mikhail and Fatima- and swished the flask around, offering it to them wordlessly.

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

oof...real big apologies for the wait. i thought i could get a post up but i couldnt. i would do it tonight but i have to work on a project.

i'll get a post up tomorrow. for sure. after that it's spring break and ill have plenty of time

The Crossroads (Multiverse-Style Battle Royale Crossover RP) (Unlimited Slots, Always Accepting!)

will be getting a post up soon

JoJo's Bizarre Adventure - Operation: Ground the Harpy

Chloe Bridgette Cakebread-Yonaka

Chloe heard a gunshot, but it wasn't what she was expecting. A single gunshot? Where they really only up against one person? Unfortunately for the young brit, she couldn't see where the bullet was coming from through the smoke, and even if she did it was at such a bizarre angle there was no way she could block it with Ritz.

That was why her sprint was ended prematurely as a bullet entered her right shoulder and exploded out the other end, a violent spray of crimson splashing across the grass. "UOAH!" Chloe cried out in pain as she span from the impact, tripping over her boots. She hit the ground hard and her sten gun scattered in the grass. Ritz looked back at her user, the surprise plain on her helmeted face, and dashed over to protect her.

Chloe was face up, limbs sprawled, her left hand on her shoulder. The blood was painting her white crop top red, but a vast majority of the blood was pooling into a muddy puddle beneath her via the cavernous exit wound of the high caliber bullet.

"Ooohh...oooohh...shit...damn it..." Chloe groaned and then gasped for breathe. She had never been shot before. She had only been on the field for two bloody minutes. It really fucking hurt, and now she had to go home if she got out of this alive. How humiliating. Chloe giggled pitifully at her misfortune through her gritted teeth as frustrated, pained tears began to fall down her face.

Ritz loomed over her fallen form and eventually hoisted her by the armpits, causing the brit to cry out again. But she had to get to better cover. There was a tree nearby and Chloe was dragged towards it. There was a startling amount of blood that trailed behind her from the pool that was being formed underneath her. Propped up against a tree she leaned forward and let Ritz apply pressure to the exit wound, though the blood flow continued. The agent was breathing heavily, sweat drenching her pain-twisted face, and somehow the smile never left her lips, because if anyone could see the humor in the situation it was the person who just got shot. Just her fucking luck!

Puttin' on the Ritz was still emitting a smoke screen but it was clear to everyone that it didn't do anything.

Blood's Jewels (High Casual Fantasy Revolution)

well, i dunno. if i knew how i wouldn't be so unsure about what to post! lol

but you know, Faeril asked a question and i dont think it would be Dareen who would jump into answer it. just little stuff like that. i'll have a post up, though, i think i'm figuring something out. ill probably just start typing random stuff down until i come up with something okay :P